Even After Death Novel Chapter 21 | It’s Exciting

Olivia’s heart skipped a beat when Ethan called her “darling” for the first time in what felt like ages. Stunned, she lay still, unsure how much he’d actually had to drink. His behavior was as if their recent argument never happened. He pulled her close, and the familiar heat of his embrace almost broke her resolve.

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Fighting the urge to melt into him, Olivia reached out to push him away. Ethan caught her hand, bringing it to his lips. His warm breath tickled her skin as he mumbled, “Where did you go? I looked for you everywhere.” Tears welled up in Olivia’s eyes, threatening to spill over. It felt like she’d cry all the tears she had stored for the year. Through her choked voice, she questioned, “Weren’t you the one who pushed me away?”

“Nonsense,” Ethan slurred, his grip tightening around Olivia as he drunkenly kissed her ear. “The person I love most in this life is you. How could I ever push you away?” Olivia shoved him back, tears pricking her eyes. “Ethan, look at me,” she pleaded, her voice tight with emotion. The room was dark, curtains drawn tight, the only light filtering in from the yard. Ethan squinted, finally noticing the glistening tears on her cheeks.

“Are you tired? Did I wake you?” he mumbled, lowering himself and brushing away a tear with his thumb. “Don’t cry, Liv. I’ll kill anyone who dares to hurt you.” His childish threat only made Olivia sob harder. She knew, deep down, that if he weren’t so deeply intoxicated, the memory of his hatred would be fresh, the harsh words still ringing in his ears. His current affection was a fleeting illusion, fueled by alcohol and the darkness that obscured reality.

Olivia, seeking solace in Ethan’s embrace, choked out a question through her tears, “Ethan, if I were gone… what would you do?” Ethan, startled by the sudden macabre inquiry, pulled back, his brows furrowed in concern. “What are you saying, Olivia?” he asked, his voice laced with confusion and worry.

Olivia’s voice was barely a whisper as she spoke the morbid truth, “Everyone dies, Ethan. Everyone born into this world ages, gets sick, and eventually succumbs to death. No one escapes that.”

Ethan, his face flushed with intoxication, heard every word. He sat up abruptly, his eyes searching hers. Grabbing her hand, he placed it directly on his bare chest, his skin hot against her palm. His heart thumped wildly, like a war drum. Despite the alcohol clouding his judgment, his voice was surprisingly serious. “Do you hear it?” he asked, his gaze unwavering. “It beats for you. If you die, so will my heart.”

Tears welled up in Olivia’s eyes, blurring her vision as she nodded. “I hear it.”

His hand, warm and possessive, crept down to her waist, sending a jolt through her. Before she could react, Ethan’s body was pressed against hers, his usual aloofness replaced by a desperate urgency. He leaned in and kissed her, his touch rough and insistent. “Liv,” he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire, “let’s make a baby.”

The suggestion struck Olivia like a physical blow. Tears streamed down her face, her sobs muffled against his chest. Sensing her distress, Ethan pulled back, his eyes filled with concern. He brushed away her tears with trembling fingers, his voice laced with panic. “Liv, don’t cry. I don’t want you to. I only want you to be well. Stop crying!”

Olivia clung to him, burying her face against his chest. Her tears soaked his shirt as she moaned his name, her voice a heartbroken plea. “Ethan… Ethan…”

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In the dimly lit room, their bodies intertwined, their emotions raw and exposed. The morbid truth hung heavy in the air, yet in that moment, the fear of death was overshadowed by the undeniable pull of life, of love, of two souls desperately clinging to each other in the face of their fleeting existence.

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